her wild feral stare, her dark hair
her winter lips
She leans into Chulane’s touch perhaps a smidge too much – finding it comforting among everything else that’s gone on. But the door is opening and she flashes a bright smile toward Deimos, a dip of her head in thanks as she tugs Chulane into the home with her and Auni, her gaze glancing around again to spy all the weapons and armor that adorn the rooms. There’s a moment where she pauses and finds the table, a space where Chuy could set down the pie – pie she so badly wishes she could taste. But she can’t and she tries not to dwell on it.
She does spy Zuriel’s approach, however, the bag shifting in her hands as her gaze flickers toward Deimos as she steps over to wrap him in a hug. “Thank you for inviting us.” She murmurs softly, offering her thanks before she spots Zuriel essentially pressing her face into Chulane’s arm, seeking out the treats. Kiada clicks her tongue briefly, stepping out of Chulane’s space at his side to run her hands along the unicorn’s neck, flashing a playful grin her way. “Hey, I’ve got them.” Reaching into a bag she produces one apple, offering it to Zuriel before following it up with another, before she’s leaning in as if to tell her a secret. “Going to have to wait for the rest, you don’t want to spoil your dinner.” This is said loud enough for both Deimos and Chulane to hear as she ends it with a huff of laughter, tucking the bag away and sure that Zuriel would bug her the rest of the night for them.
But she immediately beelines for the table, where the snacks and drinks are laid out, taking a look at everything that’s offered, and once again dwells on being unable to fully indulge.
She does spy Zuriel’s approach, however, the bag shifting in her hands as her gaze flickers toward Deimos as she steps over to wrap him in a hug. “Thank you for inviting us.” She murmurs softly, offering her thanks before she spots Zuriel essentially pressing her face into Chulane’s arm, seeking out the treats. Kiada clicks her tongue briefly, stepping out of Chulane’s space at his side to run her hands along the unicorn’s neck, flashing a playful grin her way. “Hey, I’ve got them.” Reaching into a bag she produces one apple, offering it to Zuriel before following it up with another, before she’s leaning in as if to tell her a secret. “Going to have to wait for the rest, you don’t want to spoil your dinner.” This is said loud enough for both Deimos and Chulane to hear as she ends it with a huff of laughter, tucking the bag away and sure that Zuriel would bug her the rest of the night for them.
But she immediately beelines for the table, where the snacks and drinks are laid out, taking a look at everything that’s offered, and once again dwells on being unable to fully indulge.
as cold as stone
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
